I didn't ask MJ for lizard men, but men riding giant lizards. However, I'm not disappointed.
by Midjourney v5
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Demon Crystals, part 2
Chapter 6
How to secure the secret mountain when so many people know about it, is a question Peanut had no answer for when she started her treasure collecting; she believed something would come to her eventually. Peanut is wandering her crystal tower, enjoying the finer finds of her collection. Shiny crystalline rooms with one way views over the forests surrounding Demon Mountains. The pearls rooms!
Giant silky balls on crystalline shelves line the crystalline walls, the oyster-likes of this planet are massive. All the silky silvery hues from all edges of the planet. The black pearls room!
Darker crystalline light in here, the silky black spheres crammed onto every shelf. Little obscured views across the forests and distant cities, like looking down from impossible moons. The decorated pearls room!
Exotic metals forged to fit all kinds of rarer mixed pearls. Some with small diamonds and opals, gold leaf. Ancient wooden carvings of hands impossibly clasping the spheres, from who knows where. The tiny pearls room!
Even rarer beads of wonder in wooden buckets, handfuls of silky spheres, cart-fuls of buckets, an army of carts. Diamond encrusted horse harnesses pulling them?
Peanut stops at the entrance of the useless talismans room. Such promise from these new supposed magical objects. She looks in toward a small deep purple head with rings of dull metal casting like scissored ribbons, amethyst eyes: Peanut had so hoped that this one would enchant in magnificent ways, alas. The useful talismans room!
Thick bleakers cork lines this room, no crystalline visible. Dark. Glowing hums. Effervescent sparkles occasionally. Low singing. Chattering wood. Small animated shadows.
Chapter 7
Mrs Gambledon and Peanut are playing magical practical jokes on the people of the city, from the height of a trouble tower. Mrs Gambledon is morphing water into crystal stars and the people are collecting them, believing they are real stars dropped from the galaxy. They are magically not cold. But they will eventually melt once the suns dip in the future. Wet shelves, draws and pockets will greet the people. It’s good for Peanut having someone to share her slight demon side with. And all sorceresses should embrace a little mischief Peanut believes... Mischief! she thinks.
The change to cooler weather and the half light is way off! But Mrs Gambledon's training is nearing sufficiency. Maybe the Great Peace this year?
Chapter 8
Can i come to your tower soon.
I don’t know, answers Peanut
Is it truly full of treasure.
Peanut smiles.
Its not full of beetles that’s for sure.
They laugh.
I would just like to see it once, i can’t imagine the sight.
Ok one day you can see the sights.
.... Peanut orders the massive crabs to dig deeper.
Chapter 9
Peanut and Mrs Gambledon are flying. The tiny dragonfly barely visible in the bright sunshine. A horde sleeping under the trees don’t even notice the giant lightning lizard flying over them. Lightning is good camouflage in a blue sky. Mrs Gambledon has not seen the forests this far away from her city. The occasional landmark spots into view as Peanut and Mrs Gambledon scout for new living. Of course Peanut has been here before, she knows exactly where to show Mrs Gambledon, the places with just enough landmarks to be memorable. They find lakes of pure clean water, warm crystal clear rivers. Mrs Gambledon's view is inspiring and beckoning... what a great place to live this would be.
Plenty of hordes along their journey. Always relaxing inside the forests or training. Relaxing and training. Relaxing and training. Mrs Gambledon admires the simple living. They have no houses though. Can’t just sleep under trees. Perhaps tree houses could be made. Mrs Gambledon has been shown so much lately. The forests always look so comfy from up here. And the critters are less trouble in the forests. I suppose the trees could be towers at least. And the lakes would mean plenty of water to create hydro elixirs, to stop any forest fires. Perhaps we could be guardians of the forest fires. Manage the forests. Regions with lakes could mass produce elixirs for trade. We could have treasures from every edge of the planet. A network of purple animals pulling carts everywhere. To protect the forests.
Chapter 10
A small blue wingless bird buzzes around the city, it has friends. Their beaks chatter as they run, darting between buildings. They are getting excited. The chattering beaks are becoming an assault on the buildings, vibration, dust, a bucket spins away from the small flightless birds as they careen at greater speeds, their chattering beaks are so loud that a tower collapses. Mrs Gambledon is above them in the air, she flies down to confront the birds. Her lightning eyes swell as she lands in the way of the feathery hyper marathon. A lightning toothy lizard mouth opens and static charged winds fly from deep withing the lightning body. The birds scatter, falling over each other they roll in all directions. Down side streets, retreating. Still no lighting Mrs Gambledon wonders.
Chapter 11
Peanut is missing. Mrs Gambledon has not seen her for weeks. The beginning of mischief days has started. The sky is dimming.
Peanut feels abandoned she is nervous. She flies around her local cities hoping to spot a tiny piece of lightning in the dimming skies. She doesn’t want to go to the crystal tower alone.
The first day of 20 Mischief days. Mrs Gambledon flies to the crystal tower. Mist demons have collected around the base of the tower. Mrs Gambledon hopes they can’t use steps. She flies to the humongous sapphire at the top. Behind it are giant crystal wings that she could maybe just squeeze between as her giant lightning form morphs into person and falls through the gap at the crux of the crystal roof. The rooms behind the sapphire are simple living spaces. A crystal library that Mrs Gambledon marvels at, though she is no big reader. A spiralling shimmering staircase descends into rooms of treasure. So many gold crowns. Mrs Gambledon descends the tower every room she wants to stop in, but she is scared. She reaches the near bottom of the tower... can see the red mist demons criss crossing in and out of the walls of the base of the tower. A black sparkling cavern descends beyond them. Mrs Gambledon dare not go further. Too many demons.
A RUMBLE. THE CRYSTAL SCREAMS. THE CAVERN BELOW OPENS WIDER. EARTH QUAKE. THE TOWER STARTS SLIPING INTO THE MOUNTAIN. MRS GAMBLEDON TRIES FOR THE STAIRS, THEY SHATTER. UP, A MASS OF LIGHTNING FLIES THROUGH THE MIDDLE OF THE FALLING TOWER. A GIANT LIGHTNING LIZARD BURST THROUGH SHATTERING GIANT WINGS. A HUMONGOUS SAPPHIRE DROPS SEALING THE ENTRANCE TO CRYSTAL DEMON MOUNTAINS. A MASSIVE EARTHQUAKE. THE GARGANTUAN PEAK OF THIS DEMON MOUNTAIN SHEERS DOWN AND Covers the sapphire.
Chapter 12
Mrs Gambledon flies back to her city. Its crumbled remains greet her.
Chapter 13
The sight of a distant lightning flying lizard visible in the half light skies as guide towards a new home for a walking people.
This is my only advice
By Peter Stringer
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